CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
Noel: Good afternoon everyone and welcome to the the dream factory where dreams are made for one lucky person...or BROKEN. Yesterday we saw the most AMAZING, UNIQUE, SPECIAL game in Deal Or No Deal history when James, well, we had high hopes for him...but he went away with just seven grand.
(The audience boo.)
Noel: And you're right to boo! He got our hopes up and he crushed them! But I'm sure that won't happen today, I've got a very special feeling about today, for...
(Lisa is randomly selected to play.)
Noel: Lisa!
(The audience squeel. Everyone with boxes runs up to hug her. Lisa passes out from the shock.)
Noel: She's down! Quick, let me PISS ON HER!
(Noel pisses all over Lisa and she wakes up.)
Noel: Ready to play?
Lisa: Muh...buh...suh...
Noel: I'll take that as a "yes Noel, I'm ready to make my dreams and yours come true!"
(The audience cheer widly. Some begin to masturbate. Noel drags Lisa up to her box.)
Noel: You have box number 17 does that have any SPECIAL SIGNIFICANCE to you?
Lisa: Well, umm...I used to be 17 once! For a whole year!
(The audience gasps. Noel slaps his forehead.)
Noel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN can you believe it! Dreams are going to come true today! Now Lisa, what's that photo you have with you?
Lisa: It's my cat.
Noel: And what AGE is your cat?
Lisa: Err, he's six.
(The audience starts performing ritual sacrifices in Lisa's name.)
Noel: SIX I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE IT! Lisa, let's not delay any longer...PICK A BOX LISA, PICK A FUCKING BOX!
Lisa: Err...85. I mean, 108. No, 76!
(Noel slaps her.)
Lisa: Six, I pick six.
(David has box six.)
David: Good luck...
(He's in tears as he opens the box...it says "10p"! Someone in the audience spontaneously combusts. Noel whips out his dick and strokes it rapidly to ejaculation.)
Noel: THIS IS THE NIGHT! PICK ANOTHER BOX, NOW, LET'S NO RUIN IT, PICK A BOX.
Lisa: 12!
(It says "£100". Three more women in the audience explode. Noel starts licking his own cum off the floor.)
Noel: ANOTHER, ANOTHER!
Lisa: Number...three!
(Omar opens number three. It says "£250,000". Everyone in the audience suddenly stops orgasming. Terror crosses their faces. Noel grabs a hold of Lisa and slaps her hard, again and again.)
Noel: YOU STUPID WHORE! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE! HOW COULD YOU LET ME DOWN LIKE THAT!?
Lisa: I'm sorry...I'm sorry!
Noel: IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT...IT'S HIS!
(He points at Omar. The audience begins to boo.)
Omar: Oh for fuck's sake, it's just random chance!
(The other box holders jump on him and started kicking the shit out him. The phone rings. Noel immediately picks it up.)
Noel: BANKER WHAT'S YOUR FUCKING OFFER...NO! NO! YOU CUNT! YOU ABSOLUTE CUNT! I'LL KILL YOU! YOU AND YOUR WHOLE FUCKING FAMILY!
(He puts the phone down.)
Noel: He offered SEVENTEEN QUID!
Lisa: AAAAAAARGH!
(She grabs her box and tries to run away but armed security guards gun her down.)
Noel: GOOD! And send the carcass to my dressing room. I'll be getting laid tonight!
THE END
(The audience boo.)
Noel: And you're right to boo! He got our hopes up and he crushed them! But I'm sure that won't happen today, I've got a very special feeling about today, for...
(Lisa is randomly selected to play.)
Noel: Lisa!
(The audience squeel. Everyone with boxes runs up to hug her. Lisa passes out from the shock.)
Noel: She's down! Quick, let me PISS ON HER!
(Noel pisses all over Lisa and she wakes up.)
Noel: Ready to play?
Lisa: Muh...buh...suh...
Noel: I'll take that as a "yes Noel, I'm ready to make my dreams and yours come true!"
(The audience cheer widly. Some begin to masturbate. Noel drags Lisa up to her box.)
Noel: You have box number 17 does that have any SPECIAL SIGNIFICANCE to you?
Lisa: Well, umm...I used to be 17 once! For a whole year!
(The audience gasps. Noel slaps his forehead.)
Noel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN can you believe it! Dreams are going to come true today! Now Lisa, what's that photo you have with you?
Lisa: It's my cat.
Noel: And what AGE is your cat?
Lisa: Err, he's six.
(The audience starts performing ritual sacrifices in Lisa's name.)
Noel: SIX I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE IT! Lisa, let's not delay any longer...PICK A BOX LISA, PICK A FUCKING BOX!
Lisa: Err...85. I mean, 108. No, 76!
(Noel slaps her.)
Lisa: Six, I pick six.
(David has box six.)
David: Good luck...
(He's in tears as he opens the box...it says "10p"! Someone in the audience spontaneously combusts. Noel whips out his dick and strokes it rapidly to ejaculation.)
Noel: THIS IS THE NIGHT! PICK ANOTHER BOX, NOW, LET'S NO RUIN IT, PICK A BOX.
Lisa: 12!
(It says "£100". Three more women in the audience explode. Noel starts licking his own cum off the floor.)
Noel: ANOTHER, ANOTHER!
Lisa: Number...three!
(Omar opens number three. It says "£250,000". Everyone in the audience suddenly stops orgasming. Terror crosses their faces. Noel grabs a hold of Lisa and slaps her hard, again and again.)
Noel: YOU STUPID WHORE! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE! HOW COULD YOU LET ME DOWN LIKE THAT!?
Lisa: I'm sorry...I'm sorry!
Noel: IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT...IT'S HIS!
(He points at Omar. The audience begins to boo.)
Omar: Oh for fuck's sake, it's just random chance!
(The other box holders jump on him and started kicking the shit out him. The phone rings. Noel immediately picks it up.)
Noel: BANKER WHAT'S YOUR FUCKING OFFER...NO! NO! YOU CUNT! YOU ABSOLUTE CUNT! I'LL KILL YOU! YOU AND YOUR WHOLE FUCKING FAMILY!
(He puts the phone down.)
Noel: He offered SEVENTEEN QUID!
Lisa: AAAAAAARGH!
(She grabs her box and tries to run away but armed security guards gun her down.)
Noel: GOOD! And send the carcass to my dressing room. I'll be getting laid tonight!
THE END